Before boarding, Claire said that he wanted to stay at Wilmots's youth hostel for the night, so as soon as he got off the plane, Wilmots came to meet him.

"Man, to introduce, this is Mr. Claire, a very active writer in the United States. In front of Wilmotz, Yang Tianlong introduced with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Claire. Wilmots quickly stretched out his hand with a respectful face.

"Hello, nice to meet you. Claire laughed.

"I think we're going to be good friends. Wilmots said with a look of conviction.

Claire couldn't help frowning, and said with a look of surprise, "Why do you say that?"

"Because we are all fighting for justice, including Huaxia Long, the first time we met, I felt that he and I would definitely become good friends. Wilmots said with a serious face.

Claire couldn't help but smile, "Fight for justice?" ”

Wilmots nodded, and said with an enthusiastic face, "It's okay, the first sight is a guest, the second sight is a friend, let's go, my friend, have a good taste of my wife's craft in the evening." ”

With that, Wilmots pulled the door for Claire with a respectful face.

Claire said thank you and went inside.

In the evening, Mrs. Wilmotz prepared a well-prepared dinner, which was very rich, especially the Alaskan sturgeon roll that made Claire feel like returning home.

Before she knew it, Claire found that the guys in Bunia were kind and hardworking, and her affection for them couldn't help but grow exponentially.

After dinner, Claire and his assistant began an interview with Wilmotz.

"Mr. Wilmots, when did you come to Bunia?"

"It's been almost 20 years, and I've been back a few times because of the massacres, but every time I go back to Belgium, I always think that Bunia is the most beautiful place, and I am fascinated by the rainforests, lakes, and even the wasteland, so I still come back here. ”

"Has it received food aid from the United Nations in recent years?"

"No, the stomachs of the victims here are strange, they seem to have gotten used to hunger. ”

"Then what would you think if I told you that a shipment of UN-aided food would arrive in Bunia tomorrow afternoon?"

"Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"It's true. ”

"Well, I'll feel good, I hope it doesn't strain the stomachs of the victims. ”

"Haha, you humorous fellow. Tell us about how you feel about the government in Bunia. ”

After all, I need them to serve me, even if it is very little, but you should understand that in such a place, the government is your greatest guarantee. ”

"I don't understand what you're saying, the government is the biggest guarantee? That's right, it's true everywhere, but I feel from your tone that I seem to be a little dissatisfied, afraid of offending?"

"Maybe that's the case, after all, the government also needs to eat, drink, and lazar. ”

"Then I see, old man. Claire got up with a smile on her face and politely said thank you to Wilmots.

After finishing her interview with Wilmots, Claire quickly targeted Sman.

Since Siman didn't come at night, Yang Tianlong took Liu Zhengyang and followed Claire to Siman's travel agency.

More than an hour later, the interview with Sman ended.

Claire's interview with the locals was not carried out because of the late hour, but he confirmed the previous interview from locals hired by hotels and travel agencies.

Before resting in the evening, Claire told Yang Tianlong with a serious face that he would go to a nearby village tomorrow morning to conduct an interview, and if it was true, he would immediately entrust his friends in Kinshasa to publish it, and then Kabica's intentions would be revealed.

The next day, Claire got up early in the morning, and after a quick breakfast, Wilmots took them to a village that was even more remote and backward than Bock.

According to Wilmots, it used to be allowed to be farmed, but since the government has not allowed the destruction of the rainforest, the villagers here have to live on to the one-third of an acre.

Life used to be good, but with unbridled births, the food pressure caused by the population boom made the village appear to be mostly malnourished.

Wilmots brought some food to the village, and when they saw it, the villagers quickly gathered around them.

It's just a pity that these foods are limited.

Compared to this village called Vic, there is no doubt that the village of Bok and the village of Ark are quite happy.

Claire's interview was not long, and she simply asked a few villagers to understand the situation, mainly because of the government's ability to help them.

The villagers were also down-to-earth, telling Claire the truth that there had been almost no food aid for so many years, and that the villagers were all self-sufficient, and that there was really no way to go into the rainforest to hunt or pick wild fruits, and that the infant mortality rate in the village was very high, and the average life expectancy of the villagers was not long.

"Would you be happy if I told you that 200 tons of aid food would arrive in Bunia this afternoon?" Claire said with a smile.

"200 tons?" the villagers clearly did not believe it, and they looked at him with a look of surprise.

"You don't believe me?" Claire smiled awkwardly.

The villagers shook their heads, saying that this was too unlikely.

"This time what I said is true, but these 200 tons are not for you one village, but for the whole town of Bunia, and maybe you can get a few dozen tons. Claire said with a sworn face.

Seeing the crooked kernel with glasses on his face, the villagers were a little convinced.

After half an hour of interviewing in the village of Vic, Claire finished her work and walked around the village to take a number of photos before they left.

On the way back, Claire didn't speak, but kept tapping on the keyboard, Yang Tianlong knew that this guy was in a more anxious mood than him now.

Back at the hotel, Claire rushed into her room and worked in it for more than an hour, until it was lunchtime, when he went downstairs.

"Guys, I've just sent the manuscript over, and now it's on the Free Africa website, and now those old diehards have a good show. Claire said with a smile on her face.

To be honest, in Yang Tianlong's opinion, Claire really looks like a conspirator when she speaks.

"Hua Xia Long, where is the young deputy mayor you mentioned called Chebi? If you can, please make an appointment for me, I'm going to interview him after lunch. While eating, Claire said with a serious face.